They say memories are like curse. They make you feel the pain, again and again. And that's partially true. A sweet moment happened in past, makes you smile, but the realization that it won't happen again makes you sad as well. Its like that cup of tea which is half filled. So I have this memory. Not memory exactly, rather a feeling. A feeling, which makes me happy. This feeling appears on my doorstep, when it is about to rain.
So when the sky is darkly clouded, the heat is cooling down, and no one is missing the sun. I miss that 'Beep' sound on my phone. Cause it used to beep continuously at such times. I miss that crazy screaming on call, when first few drops from sky took a dive. How can I forget the never ending wish to eat ice cream during rain.
The timeless calls at window, the nigh chats, and the promises. The Promise to be forever, the promise to have faith, the promise to never betray, the promise no never go away. Those rains were witnesses. That atmosphere was magical.
And today again I see the same surrounding. But the phone is pretty much silent. I keep looking for just a single message.
I feel the need of having someone, just this once.
Someone to hold my hands
Someone to wake me up every morning
Someone to have stupid fights
Someone to hug me real tight
Someone to take care of me
Someone to tell me that everything is gonna be great
And someone to fall in love again.
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